Riding the Pheonix Chapter 343: Conflict

The grassland soon heard screams one after another.

A girl who can tear off iron chains with her bare hands cannot resist even a fierce barbarian.

The Hu people, who had always thought that the people of the Central Plains were weak and could be bullied, saw for the first time what cruelty was.

Duofu grabbed Hulun, threw him in front of Mingwei, stepped on his shoulder and shouted: "Apologise to my lady!"

Hulun struggled and said: "I am Hulun, the prince of the Qihu tribe, how dare you do this to me!"

Duofu's nonsense was limited to simple answers he learned on the road, so he turned to Nasu and asked: "What did he say?"

Nasu translated for her.

Duofu asked curiously: "He is also a prince? Why is he completely different from you?"

Nasu said: "The Qihu Tribe is the most powerful and they never take the other seven tribes seriously."

"So what if you are powerful?" Duofu was angry, "Anyway, it's not okay to offend my young lady!"

As he spoke, he exerted force on his feet: "Apologise immediately! Otherwise, don't think about it."

Hulun yelled and ordered his guards. However, those guards had been beaten to the ground by Duofu, their hands and feet were dislocated, and they could not stand up.

Ager, who saw this scene from a distance, asked: "Master, won't we intervene?"

Seventh Prince Su Tu said coldly: "What are you doing to interfere?"

"But..."

Age didn't finish his sentence when he saw a man flying towards the city gate with wings spread like a roc.

"Stop!"

Hulun was overjoyed when he heard the voice: "Master! Master, help me!"

The man was extremely fast and arrived in front of him in a short time.

While Duofu was still dazed, a strong wind had already hit.

"Buzz..." Golden light fell.

Duofu fought back intuitively.

She was extremely strong and could resist the golden bowl with ease. However, the owner of the golden bowl immediately used his inner strength and hit Duofu's right arm at an extremely tricky angle.

Although Duofu practiced hard, he officially entered martial arts for more than a year, which is nothing compared to this person who has been immersed in martial arts for many years and stayed there for a while.

"Buzz..." The golden bowl rang again, but this time it was Mingwei who took action.

Putting the flute against the golden bowl, she vomited out her inner strength and rolled it back.

After a moment, both sides took a few steps back and stopped temporarily.

Mingwei looked at the other party and said slowly: "She is just a little girl who has just learned martial arts. Why should the master be so ruthless?"

The one who came to the rescue was Master Shangzhi, the master of the Qihu tribe.

She spoke in the Central Plains dialect, and Master Shangzhi replied in the Central Plains dialect with a slight accent: "You are in the land of the barbarians, and you are disrespectful to my prince. Do you want me to show mercy?"

Mingwei looked at Prince Hulun who was pulled up by him, and said: "Master is proficient in the Central Plains dialect. If you have traveled to our Central Plains, you should have heard the saying 'If someone offends me, I will offend him.' Even so. This is the land of the barbarians. Even after I declared my identity, your prince still spoke frivolously. It’s no wonder that my maid protects the master.”

Master Shangzhi lowered his eyes at Hulun and replied calmly: "This is no wonder, Prince. The Central Plains woman who appears on the grassland has only the identity of a slave girl. Misunderstandings are natural."

"Isn't it just a misunderstanding?"

Hulun over there took a deep breath. He didn’t understand the Zhongyuan dialect and didn’t know what the two of them were talking about. He thought he had the backing of Master Shangzhi, so he rushed to speak: "Master! Catch her! How dare you If you offend this prince, I will make her taste what it’s like to be a slave girl!”

As soon as he said this, Mingwei looked at Master Shangzhi with a faint smile, giving him a look to let him understand.

Master Shangzhi frowned and said: "This is Yuncai City. As a guest, how can you embarrass the master? Your caravan is still here, so don't cause trouble, okay?"

This is a clear threat.

However, what he said is right. This is the territory of the barbarians, and outsiders will always suffer some losses.

Just when Mingwei was about to give in, Nasu spoke: "Master, I told Hulun before that Miss Ming is a distinguished guest of our Snow Wolf Club, and he still offends like this. This is not just a guest embarrassing the master. Right?"

Hulun understood this nonsense. He sneered and said: "Why, your Snow Wolf tribe wants to have trouble with our Beggar tribe? Come on! If you have the guts, ask the Snow Wolf King to issue an order to fight as soon as we leave Yuncai City!"

Nasu was furious: "Hulun! Since you are so powerful, everyone will bully you, right?"

Hulun was careless: "So what if I bully you? Do you dare?"

"You——"

"Nasu!" A soft voice sounded, interrupting the dispute between the two princes.

Nasu turned around and saw the young man coming on horseback, and was overjoyed: "Brother Seven!"

Ming Wei felt shocked when she heard his name and looked up.

The young man who got off the horse was only in his early twenties and was wearing standard Hu clothes. But when he raised his head, the face he revealed was completely different from that of a barbarian.

The facial features are soft and the complexion is relatively fair. Only the tall figure still retains the characteristics of a foreigner.

"Miss!" Duofu whispered, wondering why Nasu's brother looked nothing like him? Instead, he looks like a Central Plains person.

Mingwei suppressed his slightly rapid breathing.

Unexpectedly, she would meet the future hero of the Western Wei Dynasty without any preparation.

In his previous life, he unified the eight tribes of Northern Hu and established the Western Wei Dynasty. From then on, Northern Qi fell into a long confrontation.

He is not the cause of everything~IndoMTL.com~, but there is no doubt that he is the most critical factor.

Now that the man was standing in front of her, she couldn't help but wonder, if she took the opportunity to kill him, would all this be solved?

But she finally restrained herself and told herself rationally that it was by no means the strength of one person to reach that point in history. As a fortune teller, what she has to do is to straighten out the lines of cause and effect, rather than roughly tear them apart.

"Su Tu, are you going to wipe your brother's **** again? Come on! Do you dare to spank him?"

Seventh Prince Su Tu glanced across the faces of everyone, but ignored Hu Lun’s provocation and looked at Master Shangzhi: “Master, they are distinguished guests of our Snow Wolf Department. If there is any offense to Hu Lun, Prince Lun, please don’t care about it for the sake of our fellow clansmen.”

Hulun grabbed the conversation again: "Who is of the same race as you? You don't even look at your face, you are a lowly Central Plains person!"

"Hulun!" Sutu hadn't done anything yet, but Nasu got angry, "Seventh brother is the prince of our Snow Wolf tribe. Are you looking down on our Snow Wolf tribe by insulting him like this?"

Hulun wanted to say, so what if you look down on him? Before he could say anything, he was intercepted by Master Shangzhi.

Master Shangzhi said calmly: "Prince Sutu, since you have apologized on their behalf, let this matter be forgotten. I hope that your Snow Wolf Department will take good care of your guests in the future. Foreigners will not be allowed to run wild under Tianshen Mountain!"

After saying this, he picked up Hulun and ordered the disciples who were following him: "Take them all back."

The monks agreed and went to pull the knights whose hands and feet were dislocated.

Hulun was still not satisfied and shouted: "Master, let's forget about the Snow Wolf Department. If that Central Plains woman dares to offend me, take her back..."

Master Shangzhi ignored this and walked back to the city with Hulun in his arms.